Nightmares, day dreams Seeing ghosts, hearing screams People coming after me, I don't know how it's going to be Shrinks tell me it isn't so, What's the truth I don't know
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People coming after me People all around of me People that are touching me Paranoia....
Short days, long nights, Feel bad, feel right, How's the way I got to feel I don't know what is real What's the thing that I've got Some disease, or is it not
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